I found my absolute favourite neighbourhood in Paris: Montmartre. No no no – not because of the strip clubs, cabarets or sex shops…it was the alleyways, the staircases that led you down into steep pavered sidewalks. It was the Cimetière de Montmartre with it’s spectacularly morbid tombs – the final resting place of Russian princesses, artists and politicians. The sweet shops selling delicious brightly-coloured macarons in 1,000 different flavors. It was the Basilique du Sacré-Cœur – the single place in Paris that brought me to tears….and this is what I wore :)